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Alright blog let’s do this LET’S DO THIS. So I was at Ohana’s BBQ a little earlier tonight getting some grub with a few friends. One of them got his order ticket and said he was #22. So what did I immediately think of? None other than T. Swifts “22”. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgFeZr5ptV8 … Oooo yaaa (Lumpy Space Princess voice).

So we eat our food, then part ways, as we live on opposite sides of town and I am Oh too lazy to bike double the distance at the end of the night to get back to my apartment. Instead of hanging out with friends like a normal human being on a Friday night, I will gladly depart to my abode to enjoy some blueberry-covered goat cheese and coconut chocolate pudding and other delicious goodies whilst watching YouTube and/or Netflix and blogging about my day-to-day happenings on WordPress. I am a very exciting person as you may have already guessed. Anywho, I digress.

So we part ways, and I decide to make my nightly visit to Trader Joe’s to get some more blueberry-covered goat cheese among other things. As I’m perusing the almond butter aisle, what song comes on the speaker system? None other than … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgFeZr5ptV8 … OOOOO YAAAA I’m thinking in my head (with the LSP voice of course) and I start jammin to the beat (internally at least… I’m a pretty odd weirdo at times, but I try to keep it contained in public). So I’m feelin 22 just like T. Swift, bop my way over to the dried fruit section, and then another song comes on. “What song??” you might be asking in fervent anticipation. This song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8eRzOYhLuw OOOOOO YAAAAAAA. So I’m jammin again, feelin stronger than I did before. I cap the adventure by splurging on some honey and brussel sprouts, and then head for the check-out.

“So, what’s the point of all this?”, you might ask. There is none. Enjoy your evening! Yee yeee Davy out, peace.

So today I had a conversation with a nutrition major. It came up that I followed the “paleo” diet. I didn’t initiate the conversation; he had asked if I wanted pizza, and I said “No thanks. I try to stay away from breads.” He then gave a follow-up question, so I told him I’m “paleo”. I now regret using that trendy word, because it ends up classifying and alienating people from one another. I don’t want to be perceived as a douche, and I understand that this type of diet is not realistically affordable for many people. That is exactly why I don’t like telling people that I follow this lifestyle.

Anyway, he had a lot of questions for me, and I could tell that he was mildly upset with my dietary choices. I think part of that stems from the fact that most self-proclaimed “paleo” enthusiasts are pretentious douchebags, and by stating that I was “paleo” I ended up lumping myself in with that crowd. In the end, he didn’t get too upset because I didn’t hold a strong stance or opinion on the matter. Honestly, for me there are still a lot of unknowns with regard to nutrition. Maybe breads and rice and corn are good for you in moderation; I’m not going to tell anyone that they are bad. All I’d like is to experiment with different diets and see what works for my body, and the only way to know if something works is to adhere to it for a significant portion of time and determine whether my body responds well to the change in the long-run. I’m going to rap this up, because it’s 12:47AM and I need to go to lab tomorrow. I just wanted to say that I don’t want to be perceived as a douche, and I’ll no longer be using the word “paleo”… ever. I eat a non-grain, non-legume diet, and everyone else can eat whatever they want. If you want a slice of pizza or some chocolate-chip banana bread, you do you girl. Ima do me. To each his own.